#verdigrisprowl

(( a mishmash of @verdigrisprowl & @slenderwave art <3 those babes at the top are hypothetical taraprowl + slenderspide beans

:::Usually if I try to explain what a hypergolic propellent is, people look at me like I grew a second head because either they assume I don’t know what I’m talking about, or don’t get what I’m saying. Guess I just haven’t found the people to have these sorta conversations with?.:::

Smokescreen read the note, now a little concerned.  He had received two like it before, accusatory in nature and of places he’d not heard of except one.  Nor were any of the notes signed or had any sort of sender tags.  He looked up the places named in the note, as he had done before.  The datanet returned scant results that helped Smokescreen none.  He’d had never been to any of these places and could not understand the connection these cities and offworld outposts had with him.  As a psychologist, however, he recognised a growing problem.  This note he did not delete, deciding to call the Iaconian police instead.

:: Hello! Ah-- I hope this is the right frequency... Is this Prowl? Captain of the security force Prowl? :: Important distinction. 

//yfhbfg yeah i. i just realized that. clearly i can’t read at like 5:30 in the morning

::I wasn’t going to gush at you. But.is this some kind of trick? Why do you want to help me? Would it even work on me right now?::

“Good evening Prowl,” Optimus murmured as he approached, tense shoulders smoothing as he offered a fanged smile. “How have you been, my friend?” Cape rippling as he leaned back, Optimus faced the room, optics idly scanning the crowd.

//today i came online to 57 messages. and there is not a single one in there that i can or want to answer :’)